Well, of course it's about my life and stuff I think about. Just like a quadzillionbazillion other bloggers. I'm obsessed with God. I love beauty, enjoy absurdity, dance with despair, seek silence, and think everyone is goofy. Here's my world and what I think of it....

Though I'm no longer living in Colorado, I still remember a number of his stories. I am not sure where he got some of them from, but they are all great. Among the ones I think about the most are the cats vs. dogs and flies vs. bees.

The latter seems to be more about attitude and outlook. On one hand, there is the fly, which always finds the garbage or dung in a room no matter how full of flowers, icons, or saints. On the other is the bee, which will always find the thing that is sweet and fragrant in the room, no matter how full it is of garbage, dung, sin, etc. Essentially, we are to be the bee: to always see Christ and His works. If we are the fly and try to find the sin (in another person, group, etc), we do nothing good for anyone else but only damage our own soul. When a person's nous is focused on mistakes, gossip, sin, demons, evil, that person is by definition communing with those very things, regardless of their intention. Conversely, if a person always looks for Christ, that person will find Him and will be communing with Him.

Despite being a cat person, I like the other story, too, even though the cats are on the negative end of the analogy! It has a lot more to do with actions than the other. Anyways, to paraphrase this story as well, the cats don't do very much. They sit around waiting for something to happen, take their life easy (even when dealing with mice, their "nemesis," they often fool around), constantly groom themselves, and aren't really involved in a family. At best, they get involved when they want something for themselves: a toy, a treat, or just plain attention. Dogs are quite the opposite: they are always finding something to do with themselves, work quite hard at what they do (albiet it is not always what we want them to do), never seem to worry about their appearence (and I think they almost all smell terrible, too!), and are really involved with the family. Even when there is nothing to be gained for themselves, they are full of energy and willing to do anything to help or otherwise please their masters. The point here is also pretty obvious: be the dog. Instead of waiting around for something to happen and thinking about the self all day long, die to self and do something for someone else. Depression is caused by sin; literally, falling out of communion with God, others, and all reality. That is why depression "causes" a person to avoid these things, as "it" starts to prepare the person for both physical and spiritual death. As cats are the "icon" of depression (among other things) in the story, we are to avoid that. Like dogs, we must be active (and for us, that means physically and mentally, and done so in a spiritual way), unconcerned about ourselves, and full of love for everyone around us. And to tie it in with the other story, dogs are much like the bee: they near-automatically forgive any faults in their masters and love them just the same. There is simply no other way for the Christian to live than this.